Groundhog Day

That movie has to be my favorite of all time. If I were stuck on a desert island and could only have one movie to watch, it would be that one.

I’m writing about this because I had an epiphany (yet again) tonight.

In Groundhog Day, Phil Conners goes through several stages of behavior while he is repeating the same day over and over. He goes from shock, to panic, to excitement, to boredom, to depression, and finally to resolution.

The thing that triggered the resolution (and no, it was not getting Andie McDowell into bed) was Phil changing himself. Phil spent most of the time, trying to manipulate the environment around him for very selfish reasons. It wasn’t until he actually changed himself, that the world began to change for him (I think Harold Raimus (sp?) said that it was about seven months that Phil spent repeating the same day over and over).

So here I am, repeating the same dreadful day over and over. Do I have to change me? I think so. I don’t want that to be the answer. If I do that, then it feels like defeat. It’s like (very much like!) the bully punching you in the face every day. You can’t do anything about it. And then you think “Hey, if I just learn to like it, then it will be ok.” Seems like defeat to me.

But sadly, it seems like that is the only way.

I remember someone talking discrimination or racism or some type of oppressive system. And they asked people what would they be doing in their lives if there was no oppression/racism/discrimination. The people said they would be getting educated, building communities, reaching out to each other for support. Then they asked the people “So, why aren’t you doing those things now?”

Yeah. Why am I not doing those things now?